A/N: My third poem of the day. yeah....


I miss the way you woke me up.

I miss the way you said goodnight.

I miss the way you kissed my lips

Any chance you got.

I miss the way you talked to me.

I miss the way you laughed.

I miss the way you held my hand

So tenderly in yours.

I miss the way you hugged me.

I miss the way you listened.

I miss the way you'd lose

And claim you let me win.

I miss the way you looked at me.

I miss the way you smiled.

I miss the way you touched me

And set my skin on fire.

I miss the way we used to be.

I miss what we once had.

I'm wishing that you miss me too

And know that I still think of you.